Here's some pictures that we took for memories for when we're old and can't remember the good old days when we were young and free and not raison-like.
woo.
6oz/175g of flour, yo |
Stirring is one of the highlights of baking for most people (or just me). Myself and Naomi took turns mixing because basically we're huge big babies and we both wanted a turn.
The parent cupcakes |
You want the mixture to be breathtakingly shiny like ours is in the above picture.
These are the baby cupcakes before fun times were had in the oven...
And after...
YUM |
Me with the baby cupcakes. <3
That's Ross, Naomi's dog. He's one of the best dogs I know. He didn't help with the baking, because that would be disgusting...nor did he get to taste the cakes because everyone knows if dogs have chocolate they will die. Love you forever, Ross.
After dinner, we asked some local needy children to decorate the cakes for us. That's why they look like they were decorated by 6 years olds. Because they were.
LOL, JK we did it ourselves.
And there you have it. I know what you're thinking...'They should definitely be on Cupcake Wars'
Good Night,
Megan
PS. Sarah's flying home tomozzle!! Let's hope they don't show "Red Eye" on the flight home like they did that time I flew a very long distance.
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